The manager grabbed my hair and held my head up, presumably so that his audience could enjoy the fear and in a moment the agony that would no doubt be...playing across my face.John moved a little closer and began to run his massive cock through the crack of my ass. My eyes were closed to shut out the audience. I couldn't bear to see how much they enjoyed my torment. But even that small refuge was denied me. The manager reached down and pinched one of my nipples so hard that I screamed. He. It was so very different from how it had been at the dinner dance. Yes, the hypnotist danced well but it was all so absurd, so horrid, so not what she wanted. The reappearance of the MD completely naked should not have surprised her. Divested of his well-cut clothes he looked faintly ridiculous with his sizeable paunch and a hint of man-breasts. He sat on the bed and watched the couple. ‘Very good Alphonso. Shall we now see a little more of our guest?’ The hypnotist stood back from Annabel,. " I thought, "What the heck - it was just a meeting" and agreed.The meeting was arranged - actually, a concert downtown. The 3 of us got together for dinner, then to the concert hall. It was fun, and we all agreed it was a good evening. Judith (Jill's mom) was delightfully charming, and I could tell we were doing well together. At the end of the evening, I thanked them both for the great time.I got to work the next day, and Jill let me know the trip back to Jill's house was committed to. That made me very happyand warm. She also said she knew I could not stop smoking, as I didn'thave the self control to do so, and I realized she was right. It was justbetter to let Marcia make decisions for me.We stopped and I got my tats and piercings, including a tramp stamp thatsaid "Marcia's fuck Toy" in French. The tongue ring was Marcia'sfavorite, and I would return a few weeks later to get matching tats toall the ones Marcia had, and permanent makeup to make it easier for herto make me.